wanderlust // c.h

7.

//the day of//

it was early in the morning. around 3 am. i had no idea where i was heading, but i knew i needed to leave.

i grabbed a pair of clothes, some snacks, a water, and my phone stuffing them all in my backpack. and one other thing. the letters.

i quietly turned the knob of the front door and shut it trying not to wake anyone. i slipped the letters under the door before taking my journey.

as i walked down the empty hallways, thoughts rushed through my head like a busy subway.

the thoughts were scrambled, but they somehow fit together. i knew this would be a mistake, but i also knew it was for the better.